A/N: Still very busy with all my other stories, but I'd much rather write this than edit a seventeen-page long Wendip one-shot -,-
I honestly don't know what direction this is headed in, but ideas will pop up as I write! I do plan this to be short so it won't be running into February 2017 at any chance.
Sorry if this seems a little rushed.
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Tiffany64: I had the exact same reaction when I watched the Christmas-themed MLB episode! Yes!
yellow 14: I really appreciate this review. I guess I am just overly paranoid about duplicating a FanFic, and I'm working on not really caring about it as much as I do.
I know a lot of my friends who have stopped using advent calendars. (I'm the youngest out of all, them being 15-16, and me being 14. I turn 15 on the 26th though.) I guess since I still do advent calendars at Christmas, that is where the inspiration of this came from. Plus, my uncle still does advent calendars because he loves chocolate and is still a kid at heart. :)
I facepalmed after learning that France uses Euros and not Dollars. I felt like such an idiot for the huge error. I felt even more of an idiot, considering my entire family, excluding my sister's and I, are British and immigrated here from Manchester. I am currently revising Chapter Two after I post this and will be changing my errors.
I have never put an A/N's into the story to describe something. I kind of felt on edge about it when I wrote it in. I was going to just put it in plain brackets, with no bold font. But I'm going to correct it. Please, don't be sorry :)
Thank you for the criticism!
crazy and random child: They are delicious! Take it from a 14-year-old who has three of them! XD
Tiger Priestess: I was seriously considering putting in a camembert advent calendar for Plagg, but..I don't know, really. Do they really make advent calendar's with cheese in them? But then again, do they really make advent calendar's with cupcakes and cookies in them? I'm confusing myself now XD
Thank you for the review!
mayuralover: Glad you like it so far, maybe you'll like it even more after this chapter? :)
ForNevermore: Thank you! Unfortunately, I won't be updating until after my birthday :/
Enjoy the chapter!
"Only," Adrien sighed sadly, "I have a problem, Marinette."
Marinette's heart nearly sunk to her feet. What was wrong?! Was the advent calendar not to his liking?
"Wh-What is i-it?" She asked timidly.
Adrien kept his gaze on the advent calendar, "Nathalie is coming to pick me up, and...I'm afraid she may confiscate this from me if I bring it home."
Nathalie was under strict orders from Mr Agreste to not allow Adrien to bring home any treats. To Mr Agreste, they were fattening and threatening to a model's appearance.
"Then…how's about I keep it here, and you can come over every day at lunch for your treat?"
Really, Mari! You just had to invite him over every day! You know what Alya's gonna do! The poor, humiliated girl forced herself not to facepalm at that moment.
"Sounds great!" Adrien broke her broken state with his perky voice and sparkling eyes.
And that was how Marinette felt as if she was going to die of pure happiness.
Adrien hung around for a few more minutes, opening one compartment of his advent calendar, ending up with a chocolate-strawberry macaroon. (Marinette blinked and Adrien had gulped it down like a rat getting cheese! But Mari found it as the cutest thing ever when he apologised for his lack of manners.)
As soon as Adrien left for home, she squealed so loudly that her mum and dad came rushing in, fearing the worse for her daughter. (The poor girl could have sworn that Adrien could hear her as he was driven away.)
Tom and Sabine had no idea that Adrien Agreste had been over for one of their advent calendars. After Marinette reassured her parents that she was okay instead of telling them her crush had been over, they allowed her to rush upstairs to her room.
Tikki flew out of her purse energetically, zooming around the room with a face sprinkled with cookie crumbs.
"That was really sweet of you Marinette, letting Adrien come over for his advent calendar every day! Are you sure you're not going to faint every time you see him?"
Marinette could only hope that she wouldn't.
Over at the Agreste Mansion, Adrien was sat at his computer, staring at the Ladyblog.
He was trying desperately to think of his Lady and her identity, but his thoughts were occupied by Marinette.
She had never really sparked an interest in him. He really just saw her as a strong, smart, but nervous, teenage girl who lived in a family-run bakery. Sure, she was cute, but…
Why did it bother him now?
"Kid, you're stomach's growling." Plagg groaned, stuffing his face with his stinking camembert so whatever more he said to his charge, was muffled.
Adrien didn't blink or move.
Marinette Dupain-Cheng...